This war didn't last long, less than half a day, but it was extremely tragic. There was no room for reconciliation between human races and foreign races.

As the sound of fighting gradually subsided, the 200,000-strong army of aliens were dispersed by the 200,000-strong army of the Soul Training Demon Sect, and they were defeated as if they had fallen. They fled in all directions, constantly avoiding the encirclement of the Soul Training Demon Sect's army. Although their morale was not fulfilled at the beginning, they could resist a little, but after all, the scattered generals could not compete with the Soul Training Demon Sect's army. All the resisting alien troops were encircled and killed, leaving only some fragments of alien squads still fleeing.

"Wuwuwu" A series of dull horn sounds blew from the void. The horn suppressed the chests of many monks, and felt very heavy.

Ye Feng knew that this was the horn to withdraw the troops

"The whole army stops, reorganizes and withdraws troops." All the surviving commanders immediately issued an order to withdraw troops.

Immediately, the army of fleeing monks who were preparing to divide their troops into encirclement and suppress the alien race and fleeing monks began to retract like a tide. Then these army returned to their respective phalanxes.

In front of these phalanxes, the commanders stood on a flagpole, commanding their respective troops

"The commander who came seemed to be called dark and Wuyou. I didn't expect that this time he would actually fall on the battlefield." A commander turned over the army that did not hold up the banner.

Wu Cenxi smiled and said, "The battlefield is extremely dangerous. This time, not only one commander, Yin Wuyou, died, but only eleven of the twenty commanders who participated in the war have survived, with nearly half of the casualties."

"The Soul Training Demon Sect has not suffered such major casualties in so many years. It seems that the sect leader will re-plan the strategy of encircling and suppressing alien races. However, what I am curious about is that it seems that the alien army did not dispatch elite troops this time. I heard from a serious injury and exit from the court that Tongtian Daluo said that they had reached the edge of the twelfth floor of hell, and there was almost no resistance along the way. It seemed that all the elite troops of the alien race were temporarily transferred away." Another commander said

"Oh? It's actually true that the alien race in the underworld is stronger and stronger as it goes inside. How come it's all gone? Could it be that Confucianism and the military strategists are encircling them deep?" Wu Cenxi said in surprise.

"With this possibility, the alien race has become more and more active in recent years. As Confucians guarding the last few floors, the military strategists are likely to have already dispatched troops to encircle them." Although Tu Mozi was calm, his face was still a little strange and his voice seemed dull and depressing.

Wu Cenxi said, "Now the disaster of heaven and earth is coming, and the opportunity for the three thousand races to reappear in the world is not the present. Confucianism, military strategists should only send monks to guard it, and it is unlikely that they will take the initiative to send troops to wipe them out, because both the enemy and us are waiting for the most appropriate time."

"No matter what, we have more and more opportunities to dispatch troops in the future. The commanders are still worried about which battlefield they will die one day." The Demon-Slayer said calmly.

"Haha, die, which of us will not die? Looking at the past and present, I don't know how many geniuses have fallen on the battlefield. How could we be missing a few of us?" A commander laughed, and his tone always revealed the meaning of evasion.

"The sect master is here"
Chapter completed!